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Key Glock - Presidential Rolex Lyrics

(Intro)
You got to set me free
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Glizock (Fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa, fa)
Yeah, fa
Him, mm, 5L (Mm-mm, yeah)
Yeah

(Chorus)
Presidential Rollie (Rollie)
Yeah, you know my name and you best believe I tote it (Tote it)
Glizock be the name and this bitch just said I'm goated, ayy (Goated)
I just bought it yesterday, but drive it like it's stolen (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, that ain't enough money in your pocket if you can fold it

(Post-Chorus)
Big ass chain, it hurt my shoulders (You got to set me free)
Thousand dollars in my soda
Red Richard, Coca-Cola, ayy
When you really getting money, you ain't gotta show it
Big ass rocks on me likе boulders
'Bout my chips, not talkin' poker

(Verse)
Yeah (Yеah), I turned none to some' (Some')
My diamonds fightin', my neck and wrist havin' a one on one (One)
And my lil' niggas masked up like they at a Comic-Con (Con)
Ayy, I rip they neck, I keep a stick and I play with drums (Bop, bop, bop)
Yeah, if you ain't made an M, you better get you one (Get you one, you got to set me free)
And when you run it up like this, that's when them bitches come (Come)
And when you run it up like this, you better flip it too (You got to set me free)
Ayy, I sip codeine, but I'll pop you like a jig-a-boo (Fa)
I'm Mr. Glock, my money talk and my pistol too (Yeah)
Say hello to my little friend, I'll introduce you (Yeah)
Pull the trigger, let it sing, yeah, just like Luther (Vandross)
Blue diamonds in my pinky ring look like Aruba (Yeah, bitch)

(Chorus)
Presidential Rollie (Rollie, yeah)
Yeah, you know my name and you best believe I tote it (Tote it)
Glizock be the name and this bitch just said I'm goated, ayy (Goated)
I just bought it yesterday, but drive it like it's stolen (Skrrt)
Ayy, that ain't enough money in your pocket if you can fold it

(Post-Chorus)
Shout-out Glizock, that's my brodie (You got to set me free)
Ain't no game, bitch, I'm loaded
Got these Gs on me like Dolce (Gabana), ayy
She say I'm that nigga, but I already know it (Know it)
Gettin' cash money with my wodies
Diamonds dancin' just like Doja, Cat

(Outro)
Huh-huh, yeah (Yeah)